Little Heartbeat || Larry Stylinson mpreg

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Dedicated to @HoeForNiall for their nice words which finally motivated me to get off my ass and finish this chapter. It's late and short and I'm not very proud of it but I hope you'll all enjoy it.

"Harry!! Come on!! We're getting late, it's already half eleven." Louis calls out impatiently.

"Hold your fucking horses, Tomlinson; if you're going to leave a mess everywhere you go, someone's gotta clean up after you." Harry yells from Louis' room.

Louis sighs softly going to the room and wrapping his arms around the boy briefly. "I'll clean up once we come back, hmm? I really don't want us to be late to the doctor's." Harry sighs softly turning to face Louis and hiding his face in Louis' neck. "Haz? Are you okay?" Louis asks worriedly.

Harry nods a little. "I'm scared." He finally admits. "I don't know what's gonna happen, my last visit to the gynae didn't go all too well."

Louis makes a sympathetic sound. "I know, Harry, I know, but you can't forever avoid it. You have to come to terms with it, love. Come on now, let's get out of here, yes?" he rubs the boy's back pulling away after. Harry nods and Louis beams at him, leading him to the car. Louis puts on some music as soon as they're on the road and Harry slowly begins to relax.

"I can't believe you're taking me to the hospital for our first date, you're a pretty shitty boyfriend." Harry teases.

Louis lets out a laugh. "Well I've gotta get you checked don't I? What if you're crazy or some shit."

Harry's mouth drops open. "I'm crazy? You're the one sitting with a pregnant man in your passenger seat, willingly!!"

Louis grins a little. "Guess I'm just crazy about you, aren't I?" he smirks a little.

Harry groans. "I cannot believe you just said that. That's some next level sap, Tomlinson. Even for you."

Louis laughs. "Oh my love, you haven't seen next level sap just yet. Wait till I actually take you out on a date." He murmurs, making Harry smile a little.

"I can't wait." Harry says softly as Louis pulls into the parking lot of the hospital.

"Ready?" Louis asks softly.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Harry sighs nervously.

Louis leads him in and they sit in the waiting room till the lady calls Harry's name and ushers them in. The doctor smiles at them. "Well, welcome back." She says with the hint of a teasing smirk and Harry blushes. "Congratulations are in order I suppose?" she gestures between the two of them and Louis just smiles softly, squeezing Harry's hand. "Well from what I see, you already have a confirmation of his pregnancy. You're what 5 weeks along?"

Harry shakes his head. "7 actually." He tells her.

She nods. "Okay, do I need to brief you on the precautions and stuff again?" They both shake their heads. "Okay, Harry I'd like to do an exam and an ultrasound so you might want to start drinking water. We'll do the exam first." She says and Harry nods.

Louis smiles, a little awkward. "I'm gonna go get you some water okay?" he murmurs pressing a kiss to Harry's cheek before leaving the room. Louis comes back ten minutes later with three bottles of water and a cup. Harry's too fussy to drink straight from the bottle.

"Everything seems okay" Sara informs Louis and Louis smiles, thanking her before pouring out some water and handing the cup to Harry. "You both can wait out, just let my assistant know when you're ready." They leave the clinic and sit in the corner of the waiting room, Harry shivering a little. Louis wordlessly wraps an arm around the boy and lets him cuddle close, hospital waiting rooms are stupidly cold and the canteen only had refrigerated water. Harry then talks about what happened in the week that he was gone, telling Louis about what was going through his head and Louis does the same, including a few details of how much he got on the lads' nerves with his constant worrying. Harry then hides his face in Louis' neck talking to him about the symptoms he could expect.